#whats mission control gonna do huh

[teamatsumu]

The End of NNN (gojo satoru x reader)

word count: 800-ish

warnings: fem!reader, pure smut, slight somno, multiple orgasms, mentions of anal, whiny!gojo

When the clock strikes midnight, making it 1st December 2023, Satoru immediately rips your clothes off (yes, he rips them off) before mounting you like a dog and bullying his weeping, rock hard cock into your unprepped pussy.

You gasp as the intrusion wakes you up with a jolt, blinking a few times to try and adjust, but Satoru gives you no time, drilling into you with quick, sloppy and rushed strokes. His resulting moan is pornographic, and he already sounds so wrecked that it makes you subconsciously tighten around him.

“Sh-shit, baby.” He chokes out, hooking his hands behind your knees and forcing your legs farther apart so he can watch your pretty pussy swallow his dick and make it wet. He feels insane. He can’t describe it. The glorious feeling of your warm, tight hole has him on the edge already, and he is almost angry at himself for holding out an entire month.

How Gojo Satoru managed to not nut for the entirety of November, you would never know. In fact, you had been so sure he would fail, you had promised him you would do anything he wanted in bed if he succeeded. Turns out Satoru had those lofty goals in mind when he managed to shut down all of your advances, refusing to let you anywhere near his dick, even going on long, difficult missions to make sure he was not tempted by your body. But he is here now, nearly whining at how fucking good your fluttering cunt feels, rutting into you rough and hard.

He doesn’t even fully thrust, unable to bear the thought of not being in your pussy for even a single second. His thrusts are shallow and choppy, head continuously pressing into your sweet spot, and that’s what puts you right on the edge.

Above you, your boyfriend is a sight. His hair is all over the place from when he tossed and turned restlessly as he waited for midnight. His pale skin is now flushed a pretty deep pink, sweat gathered on his hairline. His pupils are so blown that the brilliant blue of his eyes is reduced to a tiny ring right by the edges. And he is looking at you like you are his last meal on Earth.

“Satoru,” You whine, fisting the pillow under your head for any semblance of control. “‘M gonna cum.”

“Fuck.” Satoru sounded close to tears. “God, baby, your fucking cunt is so tight around me. How did I go without this shit for a month, huh? I’m a fucking idiot. Fuck, I missed your little whore body. Look at you, taking my cock like a champ. Fuck, I’m gonna cum in you baby, gonna fill you up-”

And then he is cumming with a long, low whine, nails digging into your hips and pelvis flush against yours, releasing ropes and ropes of cum into you. There’s so much of it that it leaks right past the base of his dick, traveling down from your pussy and through your asscrack. The feeling of it cooling on your skin has you shivering.

He had lasted barely 2 minutes.

Satoru is still moaning, one shaky arm holding him up, hips still not stopping. You gasp when a pleasurable jolt goes through your body, eyes widening when you realise your boyfriend is still rock hard. He is barely paying any attention to you, one hand holding the headboard above you while the other runs up your body until it is wrapping gently yet firmly around your throat to hold you in place. You moan at the feeling.

His thrusts this time around are longer and deeper, nearly pulling out to the tip before slamming hard into you. Every slam of his hips takes your breath away, pulling out a sweet cry every time from your lips. You feel ecstatic, having missed the way your boyfriend’s cock carves into you. Satoru was not the only one who suffered the effects of No Nut November. Your pussy had yearned for him just as much as his cock had missed you.

Satoru’s second orgasm is quick to come, thrusts speeding up and voice getting an octave higher as he dumps another load of his cum into you, biceps contracting with the effort of holding his trembling body up. His mere reactions can be enough to make you cum too. You had never seen him like this, so whiny, so desperate, such a huge mess of sweat and a slight film of tears coating his pretty eyes. He had always been the one in control, the one who reduces you to pathetic pleas and begs. Yet here he is, looking like he had run three hundred miles, sweaty and breathless and an absolute wreck.

He shows no signs of stopping though, now leaning down to wrap his arms around your waist and pull your body tight against his. He sets a fast pace, rutting into you like an animal in heat, this position placing his lips right next to your ear, so you can hear all of his little noises. They are almost contagious, making you moan and cry along with him. One shaky hand of his reaches down, fiddling roughly with your clit until the feeling of it all is too much and you are cumming hard on his cock, tears pooling in your lash line at the dizzying feeling. Satoru lasts longer this time around, managing to pull another mind numbing orgasm from you before his balls are contracting again, shooting more ropes of white into your already fully stuffed cunt.

He goes slack on top of you, resting his full weight on you as he tries to catch his breath. His thumb, still twirling leisurely around your sensitive little nub, now travels down to your hole, pulling his cock out to feel how much cum pours out now that he isn’t plugging it inside. He hums in approval when you jump a bit and giggle.

“You feeling better?” You ask, not at all surprised at how wrecked you sounded.

“Hm,” Is his only response, and his hand travels further down, before he pokes at a different hole.

You yelp and your eyes widen, body stiffening. You turn your head until you’re looking into Satoru’s eyes, now back to his normal magnificent blue, and shining with something devious.

“I want my reward now, sweetcheeks.” He smirks, and combining that with the deep flush on his cheeks and the sweat coating his forehead makes him look even more sinister. Your pussy throbs at the sight.

The tip of his thumb slips inside, aided by the cum that had dripped out of your pussy and down to there. You bite your lip in anticipation, and let Satoru use you how he wanted.

He had earned it, after all.

[eimids]

Making up SMUT

Leah Williamson x reader

They say best sex is make up sex? They are absolutely right.

I would like to say that this is pretty much pure filth besides the little plot in the start

Warnings: SMUT, FILTH :) (some anal stuff in the end, dom/sub dynamics, mommy kink whups.)

Words: around 2k

"Can you just be quiet for a while" Leah said with an annoyed tone and even more annoyed expression on her face.

The day had been long and full of frustration. The reason behind all of the frustration and snarky comments was the fact that you were moving to a new place. You would think it's romantic but no, the reality was a lot of lifting, sweating, arguing and eye rolling.

"So I can't even breath and eat now without you complaining?" You snapped back with the same attitude.

"Yeah but can you just do it more quietly?"

"What the fuck Leah, how can I breathe more quie- Or you know whatever I'm gonna make the bed" You just said and left.

There wasn't a lot of things ready in the apartment but you decided that you would not sleep on a mattress on the floor. So you decided that the bed would be the one thing that would be all ready for the nigh, it only needed the blankets and pillows, everything else was ready.

It was already 21.30 and you just wanted the long day to end, you took you sweaty clothes off and grabbed some clean pillow cases to put on the pillows. You didn't get far though, you heard the sound of your girlfriend walking closer to you.

"I don't know what has been your problem today Leah but I'm so tired of-" you started while putting the pillow case on but didn't make it till the end of the sentence because Leah turned you around and kissed you roughly. It was all very unexpected so you gasped to the kiss which led Leah to dip her tongue in your mouth. You tried to dominate the kiss but both of you knew that it would be Leah who was controlling it.

You moaned to the kiss which was a mistake.

"You are such a slutty girl, even with being all annoyed at me and back talking to me, all you need is your pussy to be filled right? So fucking needy cunt you have huh?" Leah just smirked against your lips.

You rolled your eyes and tried to turn around but Leah's grip was stronger.

"Oh so now you are rolling your eyes at me again? Answer the question baby or you won't be getting anything else but denial today" Leah continued.

"Just fuck me already" You said and tried to kiss her again.

"Oh someone is feeling bratty today? Hmm, let's see what I can do about it" She simply said before pushing you to the bed.

It was easy to take your underwear off since you already didn't have any pants on.

Leah attacked your clit immediately. It was a surprise and you were right away overwhelmed with the pleasure. Leah was sucking hard and the moans that left your mouth were sinful.

"Feeling still bratty" Leah asked while stopping with her mouth, she instead brought her fingers to your opening and easily pushed two of them in.

"Shit Leah, harder" You moaned in a desperate need of an orgasm.

"Poor baby, you think you are the one making the calls here?" Leah laughed a little before pulling out of you.

Next her mouth was sucking on your clit once again, you were close in the matter of minutes from Leah pushing you to the bed but you knew that Leah was not gonna let you that easily off the hook.

Your moaning got louder as her sucking and flicking on your clit did. She was clearly on a mission but you did not know what her goal was. You just tried to enjoy the pleasure while it lasted.

"Leah can I cum?" You asked as you neared the edge.

"Do it but I will say that you will not enjoy this one" She answered you which you didn't even really register the last part.

You crossed the line and started coming but Leah just stop the second you did. You tried to bring your own hands back to where you needed them most but Leah denied it. It was the most unpleasant orgasm you had had in your entire life.

”Leah what?” You asked out of breath.

”I told you that you were not going to like it” She said casually and walked to one of the move in boxes on the floor. There was a little back that she took out. You already knew that it was going to be a strap but to your surprise it was a strap that also went inside Leah. It was weirdly shaped but all you wanted was to have that thing inside of you.

You were tired to think already with your fuzzy brain, all the brattines was slowly gone and you were ready to be anything Leah wanted you to be just to get another orgasm. And this time an actual orgasm.

"Hmm your pussy looks so pretty for me, already open and ready to take my strap. Wanna have this inside you baby?" Leah asked and you knew you didn't even have to give an answer because Leah was going to fuck you with the strap.

"Please" You pleaded for the first time of the night. It was quiet but that was all Leah needed.

Leah got on the bed and got rid of her own bottoms, throwing them somewhere in the room. Then she situated you closer to the wall and her fingers dove to your folds. You let out a moan but just like that Leah's fingers were gone.

You look at her and saw the gorgeous image of your girlfriend using your cum as a lube for herself to get her side of the dildo in. She slowly got it inside of her and toyed with it for awhile and you just sat there amazed. You couldn't take your eyes of off the sight of your girl fucking herself while using your arousal as lube. It drove you to another kind of submissive mode, one you had never felt before. All you wanted was to please Leah.

"Do you deserve my cock?" She asked you after she was all comfortable with her side if the dildo inside her.

"Yes please, need it so badly Lee, I need you please" You begged. It wasn't what Leah expected, she thought that the brattines was still there but she was happy to find out that she had (once again) turned you into a submissive mess. She did take a notice of how your entire demeanor changed so quickly and decided to keep an extra observant eye on you.

She had you on your back while she got the tip of the dildo teasing your folds. It already made you moan and whine.

"Please mommy" You pleaded. You didn't even realize the words slipping out of your mouth, as your brain was completely fuzzy.

Leah was surprised by the words but they brought another wave of wetness to her already wet heat. "Let mommy make you feel all better" She just went with it.

She lined the dildo to your whole, brought your legs to her shoulders and thrusted her hips all the way til they met your ass.

"Fuck, fuck mommy please" You moaned in pleasure. Her hips were slowly drawing moans and whimpers out of you.

"So pretty and good for me now, where was this girl earlier today?" She asked you while quickening her moves.

" 'm sorry mommy, just needed y- "You tried to start but one harder push of Leah's hips cut the sentence.

Leah just laughed and started pounding into you. You tried to say how good it feels but it all came out as blubbering mess. Your brain was working overtime trying to handle all the pleasure it was getting.

Somehow Leah was able to flip you around easily so you were on all fours. Ass in the air and ready to more pleasure. You now realized that Leah was full of surprises that day as you felt her fingers on your asshole. It made you jump a bit but it wasn't anything you hadn't had before.

"Shit I'm gonna strech this ass open and fuck you in both of your needy holes at the same time” Leah explained as she started to prop one lubed finger inside of your tight hole.

”God please” You moaned as you felt your tighter hole being stretched open.

“No god in this room baby, just me” You could hear the smirk in her voice. The stretch in your ass was everything you needed. You could feel the burn of her finger knuckle deep and another finger making its way in.

You were in another planet as Leah was opening your ass and pussy at the same time. It was all you needed, the burn in you ass as it was streched open, your cunt was filled so good and the moment Leah brought her finger to your already sensitive clit, you were a goner.

”Shit, shit, shit, shit” You kept moaning as one of the strongest orgasms took over your body. Leah knew that she was supposed to keep denying your orgasm but was just in awe to see you come so hardly with a strap in you pussy and her fingers in your ass.

”Keep coming baby, keep coming” Leah kept prolonging your orgasm. Her fingers were tired and she was also on the edge. Seeing you squirm and moan in pleasure was all she needed to be thrown over the edge.

She kept her fast pounding going to get the most pleasure out of the whole situation. She was in heaven as she saw you completely blissed out in front of her.

”Mhmm that was good”You mumbled to the mattress.

”You don’t think we are done yet? Oh no we have still a lot more to come, do you think I have forgotten how you told me about your little crush on McCabe? She might come over to see us and bring a little gift even” Leah said while once again turning you over after she removed her fingers and toy from inside of you. You saw the smirk on her face and were scared of what was to come.

”Look baby, you have made a mess on my cock” She said as she turned your face to see the strap that was still inside her. ”I think you should have to clean it because you just came without permission”

Your brain wasn’t working and you just stared at the dildo in front of you.

”I. said. clean. it” Leah said much more sternly now. Now your brain got the hint and lowered your face to the dildo. The taste of your own cum was salty but you didn’t care. You just kept bobbing your head up and down until you were gaggin on the toy.

”Mhmm so good but I think you still need a bit more to learn your lesson so you wont be snapping to me anymore” Leah smirked and as she said that there was a knock at the door.

”Mhmm baby. Maybe you should go open the door I think there might be someone for you” Leah said and helped you up from the bed.

Your brain was now working a bit better as you walked with your wobbly legs closer to the door. You were very conscious about the fact that you did not have any clothes on. Was this all along Leah's plan? Was she making you angry and annoyed to later bring someone else to the bed?

You shyly looked at Leah as you started opening the door. Leah gave you an encouraging smile and you unlocked the door, still naked, to the sight of Katie.

"Shit Leah what have you done already, I thought we were supposed to ruin her together" Katie said to Leah when she saw you already all fucked and a post orgasm smile on your face.

"She was getting all bratty so I had to teach her a little lesson before you come over" Leah said proudly.

You stepped out of the way to make Katie some room to get inside the apartment.

When you saw a bulge in Katie's pants, you knew it was going to be a long night.

[harunayuuka2060]

MC: *whispers* I really feel like breaking your neck right now. *smiling*

Idia: *there's someone who's stalking him again*

Idia: Just so you know... I'm not happy about this.

MC: Quiet. They're still watching us.

Idia: What should we do?

MC: *controls their expression* Otaku like you are familiar with romantic things, right?

Idia: Y-Yeah?

MC: I'm gonna kiss you.

Idia: H-Huh? What?

MC: *stood up from their seat and started to lean close*

Idia: A-Are you actually going to do it?

MC: *smiles lovingly* Don't be shy, darling. *leans closer and kisses Idia on the lips*

'Idia Shroud is currently with someone. We'll need to postpone the mission.'

MC: Mission? Are they planning to kidnap him?

MC: *notices that Idia is holding his breath*

MC: *breaks the kiss*

Idia: ...

Idia: Are they gone?

MC: Yes. Looks like a group is planning to kidnap an idiot like you.

Idia: Ah. Well, we have competitors.

MC: ...

MC: Give me a few days. I'll track those fuckers down.

Idia: ...

Idia: Wow. You're worried about me so much.

MC: ...

MC: *makes a disgusted expression*

Idia's mom: Idia-kun~ We all saw that~!

Idia: *just arrived home* H-Huh?

Ortho: Mom hacked through the CCTV footage in your area.

Ortho: *giggles* She watched as MC kissed you.

Idia: ...

Idia: *blushes in embarrassment* MOM?!

Idia's mom: That is your first kiss. Right, Idia-kun? Mama is so proud!

Idia: AHH! NO!

MC: *has started to target the people who are a threat to Idia*

The agent: *tries to run away from them*

MC: *shoots them with a tranquilizer gun*

The agent: *falls to the ground immediately*

MC: Sleep for now. I'll come and collect you with the others.

[sainzboxd]

like a cat | miguel o’hara

pairing : miguel o’hara x reader

warnings/tags : implied shower sex, mirror sex, kinda mean dom!miguel o’hara x sub!reader, good ole p in v action, clit stimulation, the use of the word slut once, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it irl), breeding kink, husband!miguel, wife!reader,

wc: 762

author’s note: wasn’t proofread at all..posting this as i am about to head to bed rah. one of those ‘felt cute might delete later posts’ haven’t actually seen atsv so no spoilers i think, also let’s talk about miguel’s fangs ugggggh.

miguel loved control. you would think that leading a secret society of spider-people would satisfy him but no it’s just too much stress. chasing anomalies after anomalies tired him out and what he needs is a break.

what he needs is you.

he knew that you were waiting for him to come home, heck he knew you were worried sick. he hasn’t been home for a few days, so when they finally finished their mission on another earth, he practically ran home to your dimension.

finally reaching home, he ransacked the place looking for you. you were in the shower hearing your name being called out from outside. you turn the water off, calling for him. miguel couldn’t wait, he enters the bathroom drunk on the thought of you and what he wants to do to you.

“eyes up princesa.” he demands you look at the mirror adjacent his bed. your eyes catching his, it’s been a few days since you last saw him. it was clear that you both missed the feeling of each other. you’re his sweet girl, and

he’s been thinking about having you this way for days.

his hand lands on your ass, as he continues pounding into you, still keeping eye contact with each other despite you having a hard time complying with his command. you mewled as he kept hitting your pleasure point, you forced yourself not to look away from the mirror.

“so beautiful like this.” he says. the view you’re seeing was breathtaking, miguel’s hands gripping your hips, as he pounds into you with ease, his actions shaking the bed, your boobs swaying every time he inserts his length into you.

you hear him groan as you clench your walls around him. your eyes brimming with tears–you were so fucked out, you were reaching your fourth orgasm of the night and miguel was far from finished from toying with you.

“i-i can’t.” you say, looking down. the man behind you halts his actions, slapping your ass before pulling your hair back to look at the mirror in front of you. he leans into your ear, his fangs resting at the side of your neck, he was warning you… “take what i’m giving you, slut.” he says, before going back inside you.

you moan as he pushes deeper, each thrust getting harsher and harsher, you call out his name, gripping the sheets underneath you tighter as you feel your orgasm coming up. “fuck miguel- i’m- i’m gonna cum.” miguel takes his right hand off of your hips, directing it towards your clit, gently rubbing it in circles helping you in reaching your high.

“love seeing you like this honey. what do you say? should i put a baby in you ? hmm?” you get wetter at the thought. you arch your back towards him more, heaving breaths leave you as you get closer.

“you like that huh?” he taunts.

your neighbors probably hate you by now… how long have you two been at it? an hour? maybe two? you weren’t sure, but you were sure as hell this is the loudest you’re being.

miguel was cursing, groaning as he nears his climax, his movements become sharper as he’s focused on getting you both to chase your highs. “ah fuck, im close” he groans as you reach your peak, your walls clenching against him, squeezing his dick in you, your whines being drowned out by his moans, as he fucks you through your orgasm.

he finishes inside of you. you moan at the feeling of emptiness as he removes his dick from your hole. you practically plop on the bed, tired from the night you both just had.

you were about to say goodnight but miguel had other plans. he moves your body to face his. still on top of you, he kisses your neck, you feel his sharp fangs against your skin as his kisses move down. he spreads your legs, kissing your inner thighs before licking a line through your slit. you gasp as he sucks on your clit.. “m-miguel-“ you stuttered.

he chuckles lowly, and smirks. “what ? did you think i was done with you?“

[slayedx]

Needy

summary: peter comes across sex pollen on one of his missions

cw: choking, fem! reader, squirting, choking, a little degradation, daddy kink, dom! peter

a/n: ITS FINALLY OUT AHHHHH

you were a nervous wreck

peter had gone on a mission and you had yet to hear from him since he told you that they arrived at the warehouse where the mission took place. he was usually very quick to let you know when he was on his way back and give you updates, but you haven’t heard a word.

it was a fairly simple mission with low level villains. it was a classic hideout bust which tony usually took you guys on to practice real combat. it’s been about four hours and you had yet to hear from him. usually the most difficult of missions would take two and a half hours.

you were pacing around the compound as you awaited their arrival; the other avengers attempted to comfort you but you were just worried sick.

it wasn’t until much later that you heard them arrive, and you ran quickly to the entrance ready to scold peter for not texting or calling however you were met with a frantic tony.

“get banner we have a situation” he pants out and you’re quick to do as he says; getting the scientist and bringing him to the ship.

however, as you attempt to hop on after bruce you are stopped by tony.

“sorry kid but i don’t think you should see him right now” he says as he blocks the door way.

“what the hell happened tony?” you wonder with a little anger at being stopped. you make out peters voice as you hear him whine.

“she’s here, i can smell her, fuck princess need you so bad, so hot fuck- baby need you” he groans and your eyes go wide at his tone of voice.

“so i guess i have to explain now huh?” tony groans as he steers you back into the compound.

tony then tell you the tale of him and peter’s encounters in the warehouse where in a last attempt to get away someone threw a bomb that was composed of a high end “sex pollen” which increases libido to the point of pain, and unfortunately your boyfriend was subjected to it while tony’s suit was able to filter it out.

“sooo, he just needs sex?” you piece together as you and tony sit across from each other.

“well, i would say yes but i’m not sure what the pollen combined with his genetic composition would entail, he might be in a frantic state of mind that would cause him to injure someone” he explains.

“and hopefully banner will find a cure” he sighs out as he moves to presumably find bruce and help with a cure.

“and where is peter now!” you yell after him.

“like hell im telling you!” he yells back causing you to groan.

and that’s how, with a few bribery’s on your part, you ended up pittering down the hall at the dead of night in nothing but shorts and a tank top on your way to fuck pollen out of your boyfriend’s system.

you can hear his panting through the door. soft whines and moans are all that can be heard through the door as you walk towards the room.

he was going insane, his hand pumping his cock at any thought of you he could conjure up: you on your knees pretty mouth wrapped around his cock, you on your back; legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into you, you on your hands and knees as he fucked into you from behind.

what noises would you make? how would your cute little face look? could he get you to squirt on him? how-

his thoughts are interrupted when he hears a door open; and immediately as the door peers open his senses go into overdrive. his body heats up and his cock stands at attention.

he was consumed with the thought of you

“peter” you gasp out as you look at him. he looked desperate, sweat covering his body and his face. he had a red flush that trailed down to his heaving chest and it was hard to ignore his flushed cock that looked painfully hard; as it bobbed against his abs.

“baby” he whines out panting softly; he was so damn needy and he knew that if you stood in the room for too long he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

“princess fuck- you gotta leave or else im not gonna be able to control myself” he pants out as he closes his eyes throwing his head back. he releases small whines as he waits for your response; selfishly hoping you would stay and help with his issue.

“no baby im gonna help you; gonna make it better okay?” you respond as you inch closer to him. he groans at your words skin heating up further at your promises.

“o-okay baby, but i don’t know if i’ll be able to hold back” he mewls out breath picking up in pace; as his anticipation increases.

“it’s okay peter; just do whatever you need” you say as you approach him hands moving to him cheeks, and he moans at the small touch. he looks up to see a soft smile gracing your beautiful face;

he almost felt bad for what he was about to do.

he quickly moves his lips to yours before moving his hands to your ass, as he grabs handfuls of it pulling at the fat before slamming his hand down. you yelp at the contact and he groans into this kiss. your tongues are sloppily battling as need drives your actions.

he pulls away and leans over as he whispers a small “jump” and you comply. he catches your legs as they wrap around his waist and he moves you to the bed with ease before laying you down.

he leans to hover over you as he moves his lips back to yours again; his hands planted by the sides of your head. you two continue the intense exchange before he pulls away making you whine.

he moves to stand before pulling your shorts down; moaning at the sight of your bare cunt that was already drooling on the sheets.

“aww this poor pussy; look at her crying all over my sheets, she’s been missing daddy huh?” he smirks as he strokes his cock moving to position himself in front of your slit. you whimper at the filth that comes from his mouth; causing more arousal to soak his sheets.

“been missin’ your cock daddy need you in me” you moan out moving your hips as you attempt to catch the tight ring of your cunt on his cock.

“fuck- naughty thing, you know i’d eat that cunt but i need to be in you right now, okay baby?” he pants out as he explains his reason for skipping his usual extensive foreplay; even though you were practically begging for his dick he still assured you of his actions making your heart swell.

he waits for your agreement and when he catches you nod your head he moves his hands to capture your legs folding them back into your chest as he situates himself between your thighs.

he moves one hand from your leg to alight himself with your little cunt; he taps the fat head of his cock against your clit before moving to your hole and pushing in.

he moans as his tip sinks into you; you felt like heaven. he felt like he was gonna fucking bust, but fuck he needed more.

he continues to bully his fat cock into your soaked pussy as he inches into you. you moan at the stretch; your cunt struggling to accommodate him despite taking him many times in the past.

“shit baby- fuck so good, need you to relax so i can fuck this pussy right, need you to be good and take this dick, shiiiit” he moans out as he moves one of his hands down to rub at your little clit so you can take more of his dick. he feels you flutter around him and it allows him to slide into you with more ease, and with one surge of his hips he bottoms out causing you to squeal.

“ah- feel you here daddy” you babble out as you grab the hand that was on your clit, and moves it to your throat. he groans at your actions before tightening his grip on your neck causing you to moan.

“fuck- you’re such a little slut, just waiting for someone to pound this pussy; need someone to make you go fucking dumb” he groans out as he pulls his hips back leaving only the tip of his cock in your pussy before slamming his hips back into you; bottoming out again. he continues to repeat the process at faster intervals, as he moans at the clutch of your cunt. you almost scream at the rough treatment; drooling and babbling as he fucks you dumb.

“fuck yeah baby girl needed this fucking cunt” he moans out as he pounds into you. the quiet of the compound in drowned out by the squelch of your tight cunt as he fucks into it, your slick leaking from your cunt making his dick shine in the light as he pulls out of your heat.

“hear how fucking soaked you are baby? this pussy is so excited to see me” he mocks as you hear the obscene sound of your moans and the wet pats of his hips slamming into yours.

your body reflexively inches back from his brutal thrusts as your legs shake in his hold; your hips leaning away from his cock causing him to growl.

“nuh uh baby girl, be good and take this dick” he sneers as he grabs your leg pulling you back towards him as he continues to wreck your poor cunt. at the feeling of being manhandled your cunt flutters around his dick causing him to chuckle.

he moves his hand from your throat to your clit before pressing down and rubbing tight circles. your pussy squeezes down on him at the action and he knows you’re close.

“fuck! m’ gonna cum please daddy fuck, s’too good” you babble out as tears soak your vision. he laughs at your admission before leaning down over you.

“you better hold it baby” he smirks as he removes his hand from your clit. this causes a sob to leave your throat as he continues his brutal thrusts; the stimulation of his cock fucking into your pussy still leaving you on the edge of an orgasm.

“you’re gonna cum when i cum baby; this is about daddy after all” he sings as his hips still momentarily grinding into your g-spot causing your eyes to roll into the back of your head as you tremble in his hold.

though it doesn’t last for long and he resumes his brutal pace. he fucks into you with long hard thrusts as the tip of his heavy cock abuses your g-spot. he groans as he looks down at your cunt struggling to accommodate him; your cute little cunt twitching as you strive to be good and hold in your orgasm for him. you were his good girl and his good girl deserved his cum.

his moans become more frequent as his abs tense and he knows he’s close.

“fuck- baby be good and cum on this dick” he moans, and as soon as he finishes his sentence you cum with a squeal. your pussy gushes as you squirt on him in streams; soaking him and his dick.

at the sight he moans out before burying himself into your pussy and pumping you full of his cum, and for the first time in hours he feels relieved.

that is for a few seconds as you two come down from your highs before the tingling feeling returns and he stiffens inside you.

“sorry princess but it looks like we have more to do” he smirks as he softly rocks his hips.

the next morning

“y’know we worked really hard on that cure just for you horny kids to fuck all night and keep the compound up” tony remarks as he walks into the kitchen with you and peter in it.

“im so sorry mr. stark” peter stutters out; his face a bright red.

a complete contrast to how he was fucking you last night

“it’s fine kid as long as you’re alright” he says as he grabs a water and walks back to where he came

“and i hope you used a condom kid! i don’t want little spider-man’s running around” he yells on his way out causing both of you to groan.

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[riverbutghost]

nsfw!! Ghost loses control after you receive a medal for your achievement.

Your eyes locked with your lieutenant’s eyes and you smiled proudly at him. You felt proud. Your first mission was a success, you were the star of the mission.

As Price came towards you with a medal in his hands, you licked your lips and looked at Ghost again. He looked relaxed and proud, eyes squinting slightly at you.

“Congratulations, soldier. You were the best.”

Price gave you a lopsided smile and put the medal around your neck.

After a clapping session, you were left alone with your lieutenant.

“y’look so pretty with that medal around your neck.”

Redness crept up to your face as you smiled shyly.

“thank you, sir.”

He took a step forward.

“come to my room later.”

You swallowed and nodded, thinking of the things he would do to you.

-

Ghost pounded you from behind, your face smashed into his pillow as you sobbed. He slowed down for a second-

“Ngh-no-please- don’t slow down-“

A slap to your ass made you clench around him again and he groaned, picking up his pace.

“Fuckin’ hell, so needy huh? you made me so fuckin' proud today, gotta give you what you deserve, my good girl.”

You couldn’t believe how aroused he would get after seeing you with a fucking medal. You weren’t complaining though.

He suddenly stopped and turned you over, caressing your clit as he started pounding again.

His hand unintentionally took ahold of your medal, grabbed it and groaned at the sudden clench of your pussy.

“fuck..look at you. So pretty with that medal.”

You moaned his name again, making him go feral with his pace.

“that’s right, gonna give you a medal that has my name on it.”

He started mumbling incoherent words- almost delirious, making you clench harder and harder. You were so close.

“Please-“

Simon groaned again, pulling the medal harder and making you scream louder.

“Come now, come on my cock. Gotta fill this pretty pussy.”

-

oh my god. i’m on my period and holy shit- don’t blame this stupid writing!!(wrote it in a sec lol)

[gummydummy19]

Soft on me (male reader version)

Summary: every time you and Steve fuck, you do it his way, because Captain America is always in charge. But what happens when Stevie wakes up after an exhausting mission and finds himself tied to his bed, with you on top of him…

Content Warning: smut (anal sex), powerplay, Sub/Dom dynamics, teasing, bondage (steve is retrained), nicknames (Captain, Sweetheart,…), Nomad Stevie, fluff, Steve and reader are NOT in an established relationship at the beginning of this, use of "good boy" (both parties), top Steve, bottom reader.

A/N: since I've been getting a bunch of male reader requests I figured this would be the easiest way to ease the cravings :)) this is one of my old stories I rewrote to be male reader, I really hope you like it!!!

Disclaimer: male reader fics are not my forte. This was written by a women from a female point of view so I really hope you guys like it. Requests and feedback are always welcome, lmk if you wanna be on my taglist <3.

Before he even opened his eyes, he could feel the weight of your body straddling his.

“Morning!” you chirped, a wide grin plastered on your face.

Steve’s eyes fluttered open, immediately greeted with the sight of you on top of him.

You looked amazing, covered in hickeys and bruised from the night before The only thing you were wearing was a black, satin tie, and there was nothing but mischief in your eyes.

The second he tried to move, he could feel the tug on his wrists. The sound of the metal handcuffs rattling against the bars of his bedpost.

“Howdy there big boy, where do you think you’re going?” You teased.

“Untie me.” He simply said, entirely unamused.

“Now where’s the fun in that?” You asked, not planning on giving in so soon. 

“Fun huh? Well if that’s what you’re looking for, sweetheart, all you had to do was ask.”

“Not today, Captain. Because today, I’m in charge.” You stated with a proud smile.

“You realize I can easily just break these silly cuffs and bend you over my lap, right?” He said, already fed up with your games.

“Go ahead and try.” You dared him.

Steve felt the slightest bit of worry mixed with curiosity in his stomach as he stared up at you.

He chuckled before tugging hard on the cuffs, expecting them to snap at the movement. To his surprise, they didn’t budge.

“Vibranium.” You said, answering the question you knew lingered on his lips.

“I had Shuri make them for me a while ago. Been waiting for the perfect moment to break them in, although you and I both know, they won’t actually break, will they?”

Oh he was fuming.

“Get me out of these fucking cuffs!” He yelled.

“Oh would you relax, you big baby!” You chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to his bearded cheek.

“You remember your safeword?” You asked, using the same tone he always used on you.

“This isn’t fucking funny,”

“Yeah well I’m not fucking laughing, am I? Now watch your language before I spank you.”

He only growled in response.

Although he was being grumpy, you knew he would use the safeword if you actually pushed him too far out of his comfort zone.

Giving him a lighthearted smile, you moved to press slow kisses all over his frown.

A deep sigh escaped through Steves nose. The way you peppered sweet kisses all over his face put him at ease.

“Fine.” He breathed. “What do you have in store for me, huh? Are you gonna use my body as you please? Come all over Captain’s cock?”

“Stop that.” You warned, swatting his chest.

“What?”

“Stop taking control! You’re tied up. I’m on top. My rules.” You argued.

“So you keep saying” he chuckled. “What exactly are ‘your rules’?”

Taking a second to think about his question, you huffed out in frustration.

“Cut me some slack, I’m not used to this” you whined, dropping your head on his chest.

The fabric of his cotton shirt felt heavenly against your skin. It was all soft and comfortable, and it smelled like him.

“You’re comfy.” You said. “Just give me a minute and I’ll figure out what to do next.”

His heart melted. You were like a cat, snuggling into his shirt. It did feel really nice, but he’d be damned if he’d just admit that to you.

“So you tied me to the bed, to cuddle?” He raised his brow, giving you an amused look.

“Maybe I did”

You wrapped your arms around his torso and nuzzled against his beard.

“Hmm, you smell good.” You hummed, pressing light kisses up his neck.

“You’re a horrible dom.” Steve raised his brow.

You shushed him and pressed your lips against his. Your hands slid over his shoulders to his hair, fingers tangling in his dark golden locks.

Your hips started grinding against his, cock rubbing against the growing bulge hidden in his pants.

Pulling your lips from his, you sat up straight, still grinding into him, slowly.

“I’m going to give you a lesson in patience.”

“You?” He straight up laughed in your face. “You’re the one begging for me to fuck you every time I so much as breath too close to you.”

Your face turned red. You didn’t even know if it was anger or embarrassment, but you were starting to get pissed.

This wasn’t going to work, not like this.

“Fine.” You huffed, stopping your movements. “You’re right, I do want Captain to fuck me.”

Your voice was sultry, silky smooth. Just how he liked it. Never breaking eye contact with Steve, you slowly slithered down his body, leaving teasing pecks all over his cotton covered chest and stomach until your face was right in front of his painfully hard cock.

Pulling up his shirt slightly, you pressed more kisses on his abdomen, above his hips, down his happy trail. Fingers eagerly tugging on his waistband before finally pulling out his fat dick.

Steve didn’t say a word, he just watched you intently. Registering your every move. He watched as you licked a long, firm stripe up the base of his length, all the way to his tip before circling it with your tongue.

“Oh fuck” he breathed. “There you go, just like that, good boy.”

Your tongue swirled over his slit, tasting the single drop of precum. But instead of taking him in your mouth, you just kept teasing him.

Pressing light kisses up and down his shaft. Fondling with his balls, until he groaned, bucking his hips into nothing.

“Ah ah,…patience.” You teased. “That shouldn’t be hard for you, right Captain?”

Steve growled, but it quickly turned into a whine as you latched your mouth around his dripping tip.

You hummed in delight, wanting to hear that sound again. And you weren’t disappointed, the vibrations of your moans against him made him loose his mind.

“Oh FUCK” he nearly screamed. Trying to get you to take him deeper, but you just pulled back every time he got too far.

This would usually be the part where he gripped your hair, forcing himself down your throat until you gagged around him.

Before you met Steve, you often opted for more…vanilla sex. Simply because no one you ever met did rough sex right.

Steve did. Oh he SO did. He respected you, you know he did. Which is exactly why it was so easy to give yourself to him, completely and entirely.

Sex with Steve is easily the best sex you’ve ever had. It was nice to have someone take over control when you needed it. Especially in your line of work. But lately you’ve just been wanting to try something new.

Well, not new for you, new for Steve.

A little TLC, if you will. You felt like you both deserved it, after the missions you’ve had.

You pulled away from him entirely. Sitting up as you watched Steve, tugging at the cuffs as he writhed and squirmed on the bed.

“My poor, Stevie.” You cooed, moving to lay beside him.

“When I get out of these damn cuffs-”

“- you’ll ruin me, I know I know.” You finished his sentence. “Don’t get ahead of yourself Captain Rogers. We’ve barely gotten started”

You turned on your side to face him, draping your leg over his, you snuggled against him and kissed his cheek, sweetly brushing your fingers through his hair.

“I wouldn’t have to tie you up if you could just learn to behave.”

He gave you a questioning look.

“Just trust me” you said, your hand travelled down his body, grabbing his still throbbing erection.

“Let me take care of you, Stevie.” You cooed, nibbling on his ear, slowly pumping his shaft

His breathing hitched, it was safe to say that Steve was a little confused.

“You’re going soft on me.” He whispered, making you smirk.

“And you’re getting hard on me.”

You moved to slide off his pants entirely before finally getting on top of him again.

The internal struggle visible in his eyes made you giggle.

“Steve, would you relax?”

“Untie me.” He asked yet again.

“Why?” You raised a brow.

“Because I want to touch you” his voice was softer than before. You could hear how hard he tried to sound stern. How hard he tried not to beg. 

You didn’t reply as you spit in your hand, reaching down to coat Steve's hard cock with your saliva. You reached over to the nightstand to grab the lube, giving him one more soft kiss before squeezing some of the sticky liquid on his cock. You gave him a few more strokes before finally sinking down on him carefully.

His eyes rolled back and he let out a satisfied groan. Even over his shirt, you felt the vibrations rumble in his chest as your fingertips pressed into the soft flesh, making you moan.

You slowly started riding him, slightly raising your hips with every sway, making his hard cock slip halfway out of your asshole every time before plunging back in as your cock rubbed against the patch of hair going up his lower belly.

You were in heaven.

“If I untie you, do you promise you’ll be a good boy?” You questioned. You were a mess, eyes closed and mouth slightly hanging open in pure bliss.

But Steve was stubborn. He kept his mouth shut and watched you ride him.

You groaned impatiently and grabbed his jaw, squeezing his cheeks between your fingers.

“I asked you a question, Steve.”

You squeezed your hole tightly around his throbbing cock, before stilling your movements.

“Are you going to be a good boy?”

Steve tried bucking his hips up in frustration but you didn’t move.

“I’ll take that as a no.”

Steve expected you to lift off him, tease him some more, just like he would do when you were being a brat. But you didn’t.

You kept moving at a slow, sensual pace. You whined as you trailed your hands over his chest, to his neck once more before moving them to your own body. The tingling sensation of his hot skin lingered on your fingers as you ran them over your own chest, imagining it were Steve’s rough hands softly caressing your skin.

As he watched you, and he felt you, Steve realized how handsome you were. Not that he had never noticed before, just not like this. Soft moans and whimpers tumbling from your lips as you moved on top of him, your fingers trailing over your soft skin.

His hands itched, god he would do anything to touch you right now, but he also noticed how being restrained from doing so made everything so much more intense.

It was different from when he had you tied up. You weren’t being as cruel as he would be. You didn’t toy with him as much and you weren’t nearly as mean, quite the opposite actually. You were being so soft and sweet.

That’s when it hit him. You didn’t want control. You just wanted some soft loving.

“Untie me”

“No.”

“Untie me, baby please?”

“Steve” you whined

“Untie me and I’ll give you what you want.”

You tore your eyes open, glaring down at him.

He let out a deep sigh before uttering the words “I’ll be a good boy.”

You couldn’t believe he actually said it. Steve never gave up control. Ever.

“Just let me touch you? Please?” He begged.

Steve Rogers. Captain freaking America, begging you to let him touch you.

He was right, you were a horrible dom.

You moved your hands to the cuffs. The fingerprint scanner Shuri had put in there proved to work perfectly as they clicked open the second your finger pad touched the middle part.

“You can keep the cuffs, just know that they only open with my touch” you said, flinging the piece of vibranium on the floor.

“Good, I don’t plan on using them with anyone else.” Steve breathed, sitting up as his hands flew to your waist.

He put his head against your chest, the side of his face pressed against your sternum.

“Steve” you exhaled. Part of you had expected him to take back control right away, flipping you over and fucking you into the mattress until you came so many times you saw stars (and stripes lol).

Instead, Steve just held you like that for a while. 

This was probably the most intimate moment you had ever shared with Steve. And it made you realize how much you had been longing for this, how much you needed to just…feel him. To let go with him. Not just of control, of everything. Steve owned you. Mind, body and soul. 

The palms of his hands were pressed flat against your back, holding you close against him while your hands played with his hair.

He was still buried deep inside of you, but neither of you moved, just basking in body heat, enjoying each others embrace.

“I’m kinda offended that you feel like you had to tie me up for this.” Steve finally spoke up.

For a split second, you thought you saw hurt flash through his eyes.

“Oh Stevie” you cradled his face, ducking down to press a slow kiss against his lips.

You both moaned into the kiss, suddenly aware of your position, you slowly started moving again.

You both kept each other close as you found a pleasurable pace.

“I’m sorry.” he breathed in between moans.

“W-what for?” You asked hazily.

“For…oh fuck…for making you feel like you…shit…like you couldn’t just…a-ask” he spoke as the pleasure increased with the tempo, his cock hitting your prostate with every move.  

“Oh Steve!” You moaned loudly. Feeling his fingers slide down to stroke your cock.

Your orgasm came over you in waves, drowning everything around you out for a blissful moment as you rode it through, marking Steve's chest with your cum.

The clenching of your asshole and the angelic sounds tumbling over your lips made Steve shudder as he shot his hot load inside of you.

“Oh FUCK, BABY!” He almost crushed your body against his. Grip tightening around you as you felt his warm seed covering the fluttering walls of your asshole.

Steve pressed his lips against yours as you both road out your highs.

Chests heaved against one other. The smell of sex surrounded your sweat and cum covered bodies, but neither of you cared.

When he softly pulled away from the kiss, he leaned his forehead against yours before falling back against the bed, taking you with him.

You stayed on top of him for a second until he finally rolled you over and gently pulled out of you.

“I’ll be right back.” He pressed a chaste kiss against your cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.

His absence only lasted a few minutes, but it gave you time to take off your tie, dropping it on the floor next to the rest of your discarded clothes. 

Steve returned wearing a fresh pair of boxer shorts, carrying a wet washing cloth and a little towel in his hands.  

He only gave you a soft smile. Wordlessly cleaning up the mess between your thighs and on your chest before getting rid of the towel. He gave you one of his clean boxers, fighting off the fresh wave of dirty thoughts that seeing you in his underwear brought on. You quietly put them on, blushing as Steve came to lie down next to you, immediately pulling you close.

“You okay?” You both spoke up at the same time, giggling a little at the slightly awkward moment.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” You said with a smile.

He grinned back at you, “me too.”

A comfortable silence settled in between the two of you. This time you were the one to break it.

“Well…that was…different.”

“Yeah…it was.” Steve replied 

“did you..I mean…was it good different or…or bad different?”

Steve turned to look at you. Studying your face for a moment before leaning in and pressing a sweet kiss against your lips. 

“I don’t ever want anyone else." He said when he pulled back. 

You didn’t know how to reply, so you just looked at him with soft eyes, allowing him to continue.

“I know that this…thing…between us has been… it’s just…I want you to know that it’s more than just blowing off steam or something. And I’m sorry for making you feel like you couldn’t talk to me about…you know…trying to slow it down a little sometimes…”

Trying your best not to burst into tears like a lovesick teenager, you swallowed before speaking again. 

“I know you’ve been through a lot, Steve. I just want you to know that…I’m not going anywhere.”

“Me neither, baby. You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.” he gave you a goofy smile.

“Now who’s going soft on who, rogers?” You teased.

“Keep talking and that’s not gonna be a problem for much longer, sweetheart,” he said, leaning in to capture your lips once more as you felt his cock already starting to harden against your hip.

[rafedaddy01]

Ok but imagine meeting rafe but having a bf that is really boring in bad.

So when your drunk you confess that to him and he makes it his mission to show you all the sex positions so that you can pick your favorite

(dont worry about your ex he is dead, probably 🤗)

I Can Treat You Better

Summary: you confess to rafe that your boyfriend doesn’t treat you right and he takes matters into his own hands

Warnings: p in v

A/N: thank you so much for the request

-

“And he doesn’t even know how to make me cum” Rafes eyes widen at my confession. “Is that so?” He sit straighter in his seat, manspreading his legs.

“Yes! It’s so frustrating” I heave a deep sigh as I take a sip of my drink and lean back into the couch, frustrated.

I admit I had to much to drink tonight and when that happens I tend to have loose lips. I shouldn’t have said that about my boyfriend, especially to rafe, but what’s done is done.

“Well.. I can teach you some new positions. You know, just so you can get some experience” rafe sits closer to me on the couch, his hand trailing up my thigh as the other curls a loose strand of my hair around his finger.

“Really?” I turn my head to him, desperate for something. Anything. My boyfriend doesn’t satisfy me enough and I crave being touched by someone who knows what they’re doing.

It wouldn’t necessarily be cheating, no, I’d be doing it for my boyfriend’s benefit. Learning some new moves and positions, he won’t know what hit him. “Let’s do it”

-

Me and rafe walked up the staircase and entered his room, getting right down to business.

His hands cup my face as he pulls me in for a kiss, his tongue slipping since my mouth and tangling with my own.

I moan into the kiss and he excepts it with an open mouth.

We move closer and closer to the bed until he pushes me down on it, I watch as he strips his clothes until he’s just in his boxers and I can see the outline of his cock. “Th-that’s not gonna fit” I nod towards his member and he smirks. “Don’t worry, we’ll make it fit” he grins as he comes in for another kiss, this time trailing his lips down the column of my neck and making me whine in pleasure.

“Let’s get these clothes off you” he pulls at the hem of my shirt and yanks it off, unbuttoning my pants next and throwing them to the side as I lay in my undergarments.

Rafe takes a moment to look and me and I swear I hear him mutter “fucking perfect” under his breath, but before I have the chance to ask him he’s tearing into my panties and unclipping my bra and I lay completely naked before him.

He pulls his boxers off and my mouth drops, how could it have gotten bigger. “Don’t worry, it’ll fit” he says before wrapping his big arms around my thighs and pulling me closer to him.

I’m already dripping wet, the idea of having someone who knows what they’re doing taking care of my body has me leaking with arousal. “Damn baby, who you this wet for” rafe takes his cock in hand and runs the tip down my slit and back up to my clit. My back arches as I try to get closer.

“Easy doll face, I’ll give you what you want in just a second.”

I’m whining and thrashing at this point, desperate for something, anything he’ll give me. And just as I’m about to beg, rafe impales me with his cock. My breath catching in my throat and my eyes roll back in pleasure. “There we go..” rafe grunts as he pulls his hips back and swings forward, setting an even tempo of thrusts.

“Oh, fuck” my body goes limp, my mind blank. I dig my nails into the bed and crumple up the sheets in my palms, desperately trying to control myself as rafe speeds up.

“Lift your hips a little, let’s me get deeper” I do as he says and I feel him in my guts, his tip nudging my cervix over and over again. I’ve never had someone be this deep inside me before.

“Oh, shit, rafe!” I moan and scream as he lifts my legs higher, setting them on his shoulder and snapping his hips harder. “That feel good? Huh? Tell me who owns this pussy, whose fucking you this good, baby”

“Y-you are, rafe, you are” my eyes shut as I feel my orgasm getting closer and closer. “Fuck I’m close” I open my eyes and look at him, his hair is a mess, skin glistening in sweat and his breathing is rapid as he continues demolishing my pussy. “Go ahead baby, cum.” Before he even gets a chance to finish his sentence I’m squeezing around him and letting go, creaming all over his cock and milking him dry. “Oh, fuck” rafe groans as I feel his warm liquid heat me up from the inside.

“Shit” rafe laughs breathlessly as he slowly pulls out and watches his cum drip out of me.

“Next position”

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[a-dauntless-daffodil]

it's very bad no good cupcake baking time for the hotel crew (save them) (charlie did you think this throu-) (NO)

Charlie: “I have! The most brilliant plan for a group bonding activity!”

Angel Dust: “Oooh~ Bondin’ or bond-”

Vaggie: “You live here for free.”

Angel Dust: “Buy my silence, Vaggity Fair, cause’ it sure ain’t free.”

Vaggie: (groans) (slips him a twenty) “Go on babe, what’s the mission statement?”

Charlie: “We should all bake CUPCAKES together!!”

Hotel Crew: "......"

Husk: “…Why.”

Charlie: “Beeeecaaaause it’d be so SWEET!”

Vaggie: “And you also live here for free.”

Husk: “Not of my own free will I don’t.”

Charlie: “Aw c’mon Husk, please? Baking is probably KINDA like drink mixing, right?”

Husk: “It’s not.”

Vaggie: (SIGHS) (slips him a twenty)

Husk: “I’ve got cooking sherry around here somewhere, I think.”

Alastor: “How thrilling! Extreme heat sources, flammable liquids, and so many little bottles and vials that couldn’t possibly get mix up with anything in the pest control cabinet!”

Niffty: “Hee hee hee…. Rat poison~”

Vaggie: “Twenty bucks and you LOCK that cabinet, okay?”

Niffty: “Thirty and a new knife set!”

Vaggie: (has given up) “Fine.”

Niffty: “OKAY!”

Charlie: “We need to go shopping anyway. We’ll need flour and sugar and uhhhh flavory things of some kind probably and um, those little paper thingies- the cup cake… skirts?”

Alastor: “Glad to see how prepared our intrepid leader is for this marvelous expedition!”

Charlie: “Cup cake… dollies…?”

Vaggie: “I’ll handle it. You remember how to pre-heat the oven?”

Charlie: “NOT with actual fire!”

Alastor: “Aww.”

Angel Dust: (handing back the twenty) “I want a new pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs. Mine broke~”

Vaggie: “I don’t want to know.”

Husk: (handing his twenty back too) “Beer.”

Vaggie: “Beer? You run the hotel BAR.”

Husk: “What, you think I nip stuff under the table at work?”

Alastor: “Oh there isn’t much thought needed when it comes to you, I’m afraid.”

Husk: “You think I LIKE that I do that? That’s the stupid hotel’s shit, can’t relax sneaking shots that aren’t mine, racking up a tab like that. This beer is gonna be only for me.”

Charlie: “Husk…”

Vaggie: “Great whatever, guilt free beer for the alcoholic.”

Alastor: “How touching. And I require-”

Vaggie: “What YOU need is a-”

Charlie: “Happy place!”

Vaggie: “-which I’m not picking up for you. I’ll get more cleaning supplies too while I’m at it.”

Charlie: “More? Vaggie, have some faith! We’re all adults here! It’s not gonna be THAT messy. We just need to measure things, maybe chop some stuff up first-”

Niffty: “KNIVES.”

Charlie: “-put all in a- blender-? A blender would work for mixing, right? Then pour the batter in the things and into the oven! Which I WILL remember to preheat this time. Without fire.”

Vaggie: “Good point.”

Charlie: “See!”

Vaggie: “We should stock up on first aid stuff too.”

Charlie: (pouting) “We’ll talk about it on the way.”

Vaggie: “Sweetie, thanks for wanting to help carry groceries, but I really think we need to divide and conquer here.”

Charlie: “Huh?”

Vaggie: “Husk is already halfway to the wine cellar.”

Charlie: “He wh- Husk wait! You can’t help make friendship cupcakes if you’re blackout drunk!”

Angel Dust: “Toots that’s the whole idea.”

Vaggie: “Fifty bucks if he’s still conscious when I get back. I’ll need him in the kitchen later if we’re gonna get through this alive.”

Angel Dust: “Spend it on getting’ him a really NICE beer and you’ve gotta deal.”

Vaggie: (eye twitch) “Why is all my money turning into drugs and sex toys?”

Niffty: “And KNIVES!”

Vaggie: “The one silver lining…”

Alastor: “You know, if you won’t extend simple shopping list courtesies to me, then I suppose I shall have to go shopping myself as well.”

Vaggie: “Keep your shopping on the other side of town from me or I’m coming home with a flat screen tv.”

Alastor: (annoyed channel switch sound) “….Noted!”

– LATER –

Hotel Crew: “………….”

Oven: (DING)

Vaggie: “…”

Vaggie: “….cupcakes are done.”

Charlie: “Oh yay. Whoo. Hoo.”

Hotel Crew: “…….”

Vaggie: “If no one takes them out they’re gonna burn.”

Angel Dust: “Let ‘em.”

Husk: “Little fuckers deserve to fry.”

Charlie: (exhausted) “No one deserves to burn for all eternity.”

Niffty: “Yeah! I wanna RIP THEM APART and STAB THE CRUMBS.”

Alastor: “Well that’s two votes for burning and two for rescuing, to a certain extent. I myself would like to try out these DARLING cupcake toppers that I found while out doing my shopping completely alone.”

Vaggie: “Oh my girlfriend’s dad shut up. You won’t die just because no one was listening to you for ten minutes.”

Alastor: “In any case, that makes three for rescue and two for burn, with you as the undecided vote, Vaggie. Choose wisely~!”

Vaggie: (sighing) “Someone hand me the oven mitts.”

Husk: “They’re in the fucking blender.”

Angel Dust: “What’s left of ‘em.”

Vaggie: “Fine. Someone move the pile of dirty dishes off Charlie so SHE can be our oven mitts.”

Charlie: “It’s so peaceful under here…”

Vaggie: “The friendship cupcakes are dying, babe.”

Charlie: “UggghHHHHHH ‘kay. Coming.”

Angel Dust “That’s what she sa-”

Vaggie: “KNIVES.”

Angel Dust “-cough cough cough! I didn’t say nothin’, I got a piece of walnut shell stuck in my throat!”

Alastor: “Usual night for you then, hmm?”

Husk: “Who the fuck put in walnuts?”

Vaggie: “Who cares. If they shelled them then it’s at least better than the coconut thing.”

Charlie: “Did we add anything that wasn’t nut related?”

Vaggie: “Uhhh.”

Angel Dust “Nope!”

Husk: “Is that the only thing you were keeping track of.”

Angel Dust “Hey I know my strengths and I’m stickn’ to ‘em!”

Charlie: “Speaking of strength and sticking… um…”

Hotel Crew: “……….”

Charlie: “They’re bubbling.”

Vaggie: “Yeah.”

Charlie: “Or, breathing?”

Vaggie: “Yeah…”

Charlie: “Is that normal? It feels kinda… not normal.”

Vaggie: “It’s. Impressive.”

Niftty: “They’re ALIVE!” (knife) “For now.”

Charlie: “Well I guess we shouldn’t REALLY judge them until we’ve actually seen what they taste like-”

Angel Dust “Not it!”

Husk: “Fuck no.”

Alastor: “I’m terribly afraid that I am on a diet.”

Vaggie: “You eat rotting deer carcasses.”

Alastor: “And THEY aren’t still moving when I chow in, ha ha!”

Charlie: “Okay well, I guess I’ll just…”

Vaggie: “Wait. You’re probably immune to half the stuff that’d kill us.”

Charlie: “Right, so I should-”

Vaggie: “You’re not a good example of what happens when a non-demon princess person eats these, sweetie. If wanna test for uh, quality control, it shouldn’t be with you.”

Hotel Crew: “…..”

Vaggie: “….hand me a cupcake.”

Husk: (edges out of the splash zone)

Charlie: “You don’t have to do this.”

Angel Dust: “But you totally should! After I get my phone out though, hold on a sec-”

Vaggie: “I’m standing right in front of Radio Head over here so don’t even THINK about recording this.”

Alastor: “Aww my dear little angel-”

Charlie: “Alastor.” (calm smile) (horns out) “Her name is Vaggie.”

Alastor: “-Vaggie, yes, I would almost be willing to make an exception to my own morals for you.” (grins at angel dust) “Almost.”

Angel Dust: (lowering his phone) “I was jus’ takin’ a selfie. You know. Since I’m covered in sticky white shit anyway.”

Husk: “This fucking sucks.” (shakes his paws)

Vaggie: “No. THIS does.”

Vaggie: (bites cupcake)

Hotel Crew: “……………..”

Vaggie: “….hm.”

Hotel Crew: (STEPS BACK)

Vaggie: “It’s… well it’s kinda…”

Charlie: (cringing) “Break up worthy??”

Niffty: “PAINFUL?”

Vaggie: “It’s.. Fruity..?”

Hotel Crew: (stares at still moving cupcakes)

Angel Dust: “No. Fuckin’. Way.”

Husk: “Since the fuck WHEN did they have fruit in them?”

Angel Dust: “They didn’t! I swear I checked!”

Charlie: “Are they, um, edible?”

Vaggie: “Well I wouldn’t sign them up for a baking competition but I’m not dying either, so.”

Charlie: (excited) “So we did it? We all made actual cupcakes together?”

Vaggie: (smiling) “We did it. Mission cupcake completed.”

Charlie: “HAHA YUS!” (fist pump) “FRIENDSHIP POWERRRRRRR!!!!”

Alastor: “Now now now, no cupcake is fully complete without a lovely floral topper!”

Angel Dust: “Ain’t THAT the truth~”

Alastor: “Which I bought. Alone. Without any second opinion to rely on.”

Vaggie: (rolls eye)

Charlie: “And they’re so cute! Thank you Alastor- you picked wonderfully. Everyone, get decorating!”

Niffty: (drooping) “No stabbing?”

Vaggie: “You can poke ‘em each with a knife to check that they’re done.”

Niffty: “HEHEHEH.”

Vaggie: “Poke them with the knife ONCE Niffty- hey- NO- don’t leave it inside-”

Angel Dust: “That’s what-”

Husk: “Will be on your gravestone if she fucking hears you.”

Charlie: “Awww~ Now they’re adorable AND delicious!”

Husk: “Don’t.”

Angel Dust: “I didn’t say nothin’!”

Vaggie: “I actually kinda wish you’d go back to sex jokes instead of whatever you’re doing to that cupcake”

Angel Dust: “There’s more than one kind of oral performance in the world~”

Vaggie: “Say that and then look at what Niffty’s doing to her cupcake.”

Husk: “Unholy fucking shit!!”

Niffty: (GLEEFUL CACKLING)

Charlie: “Okay well, we clearly each have our own… unique ways of enjoying these cupcakes. Some more uh, graphic and concerning than others-”

Angel Dust: “Why the fuck are the insides RED like that?! Who put in red dye???”

Charlie: “-but the point is we all came together to make these sweets! Which. Taste like strawberries?”

Vaggie: “I didn’t buy strawberries.”

Charlie: “A-at least it and the redness go with the rose themed toppers!”

Angel Dust: “Yeah, I mean, is it weird that out of this whole maybe-living cupcake thing, the professional spun sugar parts are the ones with the funkiest taste to ‘em?”

Vaggie: “….”

Vaggie: “Alastor. Where the fuck did you buy the rose themed cupcake toppers.”

Alastor: “Hmm? Does my private, SOLITARY shopping FINALLY interest you?”

Vaggie: “Where you literally on the other side of Pentagram City from me.”

Alastor: “I do believe that is what you requested, and I, being a proper gentleman even to someone who might be considered a less than proper lady, was only too happy to oblige!”

Charlie: “Vaggie are you okay? You’re looking kinda pale.”

Vaggie: “I’m.”

Vaggie: “Alastor did you get these rose themed toppers-"

Vaggie: "-in Cannibal Town?”

Angel Dust: “WHAT THE FUCK!?”

Alastor: “I did.”

Angel Dust: “FUCK!!!”

Husk: (hairball noise)

Charlie: “Oh no.”

Alastor: “Dear Rosie gave me quite the discount. Wasn’t that sweet of her?”

Charlie: “Oh. Nooooooooo-”

Alastor: “I think it utterly darling of her~”

Niffty: “Alastor, hey hey!”

Alastor: “Yes, murder of my eye?”

Niffty: “I stabbed my cupcake topper heheheh WHO did I just stab????”

Charlie: “NOOOOOO-”

Alastor: “I believe it was an unsatisfactory husband by the name of Bill.”

Niffty: (grinning) “A BAD boy?”

Alastor: “Not bad enough to escape Rosie’s Emporium intact but yes, in a manner of speaking.”

Niffty: “Oooh.”

Niffty: (snatches up another cupcake and hugs it) “For my collection.”

Charlie: “GAAAHM NOT HEARING THIS! I DIDN’T HEAR IT!”

Angel Dust: “GREAT CAN YA MAKE IT SO’S I DIDN’T EAT ANY OF IT EITHER!??!”

Alastor: “Not to your tastes, Angel Dust? And here I though you enjoyed have strange men in your mouth.”

Charlie: “DO WE KNOW HIS ADDRESS SO I CAN SEND AN APOLOGY LETTER???”

Alastor: “I suppose his business card might still be in the hand Rose tore off him-”

Charlie: “AAAAAGH!”

Vaggie: “Hostia. You really can’t not be the center of attention for five minutes can you.”

Alastor: “I can, truly I can and very happily! It seems however that YOU cannot withstand the consequences of your own, short-sighted actions.”

Charlie: “Um guys-”

Vaggie: “Oh yeah? You’re not the only monster here, dumbass.”

Charlie: “We’re getting a little off topic-”

Alastor: "But as I am the only one not mired in glorious self-pity, certainly I am the most impressive specimen here.”

Charlie: “Okay this is going a bit-”

Vaggie: “Impressive HA! Fuck your empty grin and your stupid suits. You’re not even the one with the highest body count.”

Angel Dust: “Are we talkin’ sex stuff orrr-?”

Vaggie: (takes topper off her cupcake and pops it in her mouth)

Hotel Crew: “………”

Vaggie: “What?”

Charlie: “Vaggie, um. Person.” (points) “Person food.”

Vaggie: “Sweetie, you know how murder crazy exorcist are. You really never thought we didn’t lick a little blood off our weapons now and then, to feel extra badass about slaughtering people sometimes?”

Charlie: (dazed) “I’m thinking about it now.” (covers cheeks)

Niffty: “BLOOD!”

Angel Dust: “Oh ew. Oh you're getting off on that- Oh that’s just-”

Charlie: “Part of her past, a thing EVERYONE has.”

Angel Dust: “BLEH.”

Husk: “Also step one to seeing her shitfaced.”

Charlie: “Ha haaa…” (claps hands) “Okay everyone- that’s a wrap on today’s bonding activities! I uh, I think we can save the clean up until we’ve all recovered from the actual cupcakes a bit, right Vaggie?”

Vaggie: (shrug) “Whatever.”

Husk: “About damn time.” (sighs) (walks out) “I’ll get the fucking vodka.”

Niffty: "HEE HEE." (carrying cupcake over her head) "TO THE COLLECTION!"

Angel Dust: “Hold up baby! I wanna get shitfaced too after this!”

Charlie: “Well I think it’s all very interesting! Angel stuff is interesting, isn’t it Alastor?”

Alastor: “Yes. Quite.”

Vaggie: “Uh-huh.” (slumps and drops cupcake) “Bill tastes boring as hell, by the way, maybe let Rosie know before she sells anymore of these.”

Charlie: “Oh? Maybe THAT’S why she gave such a steep discount?”

Alastor: “Perhaps.”

Charlie: “Awww cheer up Alastor. You can bring her some of our cupcakes as a thank you, now that we uh, we’ve um, had our fill of them already.”

Alastor: “Hmph.”

Vaggie: “Think I’ll head up now.”

Alastor: “While grabbing a drink along way, hmm?”

Vaggie: “Yeah. Why not.”

Charlie: “Vaggie-” (catches her hand) (squeezes) “-grab one for me, too? I’ll be right behind you.”

Vaggie: “…wine from the cellar then, huh?”

Charlie: “I’m having whatever you’re having.”

Vaggie: “Sweetie, you hate the shit I drink.” (small smile) “I’ll get us something from the cellar. Meet you up there.”

Charlie: “In a heartbeat.”

Charlie: “….”

Charlie: “Alastor.”

Alastor: “Oh don’t scold me for her baggage, dear, I don’t make her carry it.”

Charlie: “I’m not scolding. I just- I get that you have this whole-” (air quotes) “-annoying big brother who hates being ignored thing going on with Vaggie, and while it IS kinda sweet-”

Alastor: (microphone feedback) “Excuse me?”

Charlie: “Could you turn it down a tiny bit when it comes the exorcist stuff?”

Alastor: “I do not-”

Charlie: “I know I know you don’t mean to make her all droopy like this, it’s boring for you, totally a killjoy-”

Alastor: “There is NOTHING enjoyable about that woman!”

Charlie: “-So maaaaaaybe back off a little when things get too serious?”

Alastor: “NO!”

Charlie: “Think about it okay?” (pats his shoulder) “Anyway, thanks for sticking around for the friendship cupcakes, see you at the next hotel bonding session, Dadastor!”

Alastor: “At the next-”

Alastor: “………”

Alastor: (hissing) “DADastor!?”

[collectivecloseness]

6) please don’t go, please. Please don’t leave me with Steve where like the reader is dying and the says 36) no! hey! Don't cry!

Prompts: 6) please don’t go, please. Please don’t leave me & 36) no! Hey! Don’t cry!

(Tw: blood, trauma, basically what you’d expect...)

Steve Harrington x reader

“Y/N!!!! Y/n!!” Steve skidded to your side, already bleeding legs scraping on the ground, as he falls to your body, clutching onto the massive bat bite marks pouring blood into your clothes, that Robin and Eddie are trying to put pressure on while Nancy screams directions into the receiver of the telephone pole several yards away. You’d all escaped the Upside Down, but Steve had had to come out later than the rest of you, on a side mission not too far away.

He swore to you it’d be okay, because he was right behind you. He promised you he’d be alright, because you were worried about him being alone.

Now he’d left you, and you were bleeding.

“Y/n... oh God.” Steve cried, tears streaming down his face as he held onto your wounds Robin and Eddie already had their hands full with, before moving to cup your face. Accidentally layering your beautiful face with your own blood. Steve cried more as he realised, but he just kept stroking you.

“NANCY GET THE AMUBLANCE!” Steve screamed, his vocal cords sounding ripped, but he didn’t care about Eddie wincing, or Robin also crying, he only cared about you.

Like the first time he saw you, Steve only had his eyes on you.

“No... hey. Don’t cry! Why’re you crying...” you gently asked Steve. Reaching up a shaky hand to stroke his face, just like he was doing to yours. Like you always did when Steve cried to you. You’d never seen him cry in public before, why was he crying? You didn’t want that.

Steve sobbed, putting your hand back down, with his own shaking one. He was shocked you could even speak, because looking at you you looked.... you looked dead. You were still moving, your eyes were still open, he’d noticed your chest rising and falling too, but your body looked so pale, nothing like the usual warmth you had in your cheeks, and you were so weak... and by the way you were speaking Steve knew... He sobbed, bringing his forehead down to yours, crying loudly as he pressed against it, feeling your warmth from your skin, because you were always warm.

Steve knew it was bad.

“You’re okay baby.” Steve sniffed, swallowing loudly, like he was desperate for air, kissing against your sweaty hair, before deciding he wanted to see you better, he wanted you to be able to see him... deciding it was best, to take your hands up in his, kissing all over them instead. “You’re okay sweetheart. Just hang on, okay y/n?”

You started shaking, shivering, and Steve wobbled, spit flicking from his lips as he burst small cries again. “You’re okay baby. Help’s coming.” He shuffled closer, trying his best for once in his life, to look serious. To pretend like he had any control. So he could keep you safe. “The ambulance is on its way right now. Be here any minute, you’ve just gotta stay with me okay?”

Steve kissed you. Trying not to think about it being the last time. So he kept kissing you. Over and over. Terrified he was hurting you. And euphoric every time your lips kissed him back. “You can do that, can’t you y/n? Huh? Gonna stay with me just a bit longer? Wanna stay with me forever huh?” Steve kissed you again, pressing his tongue against yours this time and feeling nothing but relief when he felt it warm, and wet, and moving, like it should be. “We were gonna get that picket fence. Remember, tiny little Harrington’s, huh? Promised I’d get you any pet you wanted. I’m gonna stay right here with you, okay?” He shook your hands, gripping them firmly in his.

His face breaking once more.

“Please. Baby.”

You didn’t answer this time. But your face remained the same. Tired, slightly confused, but moving. Almost animated. But moving was enough for Steve. He just wished you’d talk.

Eddie had his head down, pressing agaisnt your wounds, two hands in different places. His bandana under his left hand, and your shirt crumpled to seal wounds shut on the right. But the blood just kept coming. Eddie couldn’t look up. He couldn’t. He didn’t want Steve to see his face.

But Robin couldn’t look away. She kept both her hands pressed on a big wound just below your stomach, her eyes blinking tears away, as she sniffled quietly. Her voice wavering as she looked at her best friend in the whole world, because she knew what was about to happen. “Steve...”

“No!” Steve looked up to Robin. Eyes dangerous but determined. It wavering into devastation, and just pleas, as he looked back down to you. Switching between you both. Because he couldn’t take his eyes off you. “Don’t, Robin!”

He couldn’t handle it. He didn’t need it. And Robin knew that. She quietly sobbed, only letting a couple of small cries out before going silent. Pleading with her body not to shake under pressure just this once, so she could keep leaning down on you.

You looked into Steve’s eyes, one more time. And then, right in front of him, his heart sunk as he watched them dull, your head rolling towards the sky. Still blinking. Still blinking. But not focusing on anyone right now.

“Please don’t go, please. Please don’t leave me.” Steve cried. Clutching onto your shoulders, and taking your cheek, still warm, blood from a cut on your apple still wet, in his left hand as he turned you over to look at him. Your eyes dazed. “Please baby. Please y/n, I love you. I love you! I can’t do this without you, oh God, please y/n don’t leave me. Please stay with me PLEASE!” Steve clutched onto the collar of your shirt, his other hand pounding into the earth, a cry wrecking through his entire frame, as his body shook. Hot eyes rapidly blinking away his tears as he gently cradled your jaw, his fingers stroking your soft hair, as he begged with you. Pressing small kisses to your nose, wet from spit and his tears that were streaming down, as he begged with you, saying small sweet things as he pleaded with you to stay, promised you’d be okay, pledged his whole life to spending it with you.

And then, a glorious sound came, one that Steve didn’t think was real, until Nancy came running over. And he saw how fast she’d been running, the tears pouring down her face.

And Steve knew Nancy would only leave that phone for one thing.

Steve wobbled as he moved down, closer to the dirt, pressing a shaky kiss to your lips. Sobbing when he felt you kissing him back again. When he peered those centimetres up, even with the tears in his eyes, he could see you clearly this close. And your eyes were tracking him, your lips down turned in a frown, fluttering across his soft cheeks as tears stained them, and then back to his eyes, with concern.

Steve rubbed his thumbs under your cheekbones, even though your tears had long since dried, and he smiled at you. Speaking softly, even over the sirens. “You’re gonna be okay baby. Gonna stay here with me, forever. Can stay with me y/n.”

And Steve pressed a finally alright kiss to you. Because when you saw Steve smile, you smiled too.

[jjtheresidentbaby]

could you do maybe cg! Tony where peter comes over when reader is little and Tony is worried peter is gonna be too rough with them cuz reader is like shy n more reserved when little, but he's really sweet and the three of them jus color and stuff?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ gentle ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹

|| tony stark x reader x peter parker

warnings: tony being anxious, pet names

-

Tony sits nervously next to you, tapping his fingers restlessly against his thigh as you both wait for Peter to arrive. This is the first time he’s going to be around while you’re small, you’ve gotten along with the teen at random party’s Tony’s hosted or occasionally seeing him while he was on a mission, but Tony has anxiety about him seeing you while you’re regressed.

He knows Peter would never intentionally hurt you, but the boy has super strength that’s fairly new and controlling that can be difficult. Not to mention how much energy Peter has compared to your own, a loudness and excitement you don’t tend to match while in headspace. You’ve always been on the quieter side of things, Tony’s worried you might get overwhelmed today and has already told you that you can ask to go to your room anytime you need to.

You’re not worried about seeing Peter, he’s always been nice and sweet towards you, you don’t expect anything different today. So you’ve done what you can to calm Tony down. Cuddling into his side seems to be the most affective, and what you’re doing right now.

“Here he is baby.” Tony says quieter, more for himself than you but you’re okay with it, you silently nod and curl farther into your caregivers side.

“Hi guys, sorry I’m a few minutes late I was caught up in patrol with this guy who lost his bike.” Peter rambles as he dumps his backpack and mask onto the floor, smiling brightly to you and Tony once you’re able to see his face.

“Hi Pete!” You grin when he walks over, crouching in front of the couch to be at your level.

“Hey there, Mr.Stark said you’d be feeling small when I came over today, is that true?” His tone is gentle and calm, you can feel Tony relax next to you at hearing it.

“Uh-huh. You wanna color with me?” Peter immediately nods, letting you pass by him to get over to the coffee table where coloring books and crayons are stashed underneath it.

You and Peter sit across from one another, cross legged and chatting quietly about what picture Peter should color and which one you should. Tony can’t help but sigh in relief at the sight, and snap a quick picture that he hopes neither of you noticed. He also makes a mental note to put Peter on the ‘possible babysitters’ list he has going for emergency’s.

-

[nanaminis]

oh, i think you're holding the heart of mine

less than 1k words, kinda angsty kinda fluffy! i also posted this on ao3. this is specifically aimed towards black!readers btw :3

this was completely inspired by the discussion of whether or not gojo was traumatized during/after hidden inventory. spoilers, btw!

gojo satoru is no stranger to physical affection. he is both a giver and a reciever. yuuji hugs him, megumi swats at his head or shoves him away, and nobara nudges his shoulder. they pose no threat to him — even on satoru’s worst day, he could defeat them. he can turn off his infinity for them.

he’s the strongest. there are very few things that genuinely pose a threat to him.

so why does he tense when your arms wrap around his waist from behind? why does his shoulders hunch, why does his hand fly to his chest, why does his control on his infinity almost slip?

why does he almost push you away?

the memories are vivid in his mind, almost as if he’s back at the entrance of jujutsu high again. sleep-deprived, but relieved the mission is complete. grinning and laughing with riko and suguru, right until the cold, sharpness of a blade pierces his back and then his chest.

when you feel satoru tense, you pull away, brows furrowing and a frown tugging at your lips. “satoru? hey, are you okay?”

it takes him a blink to realize that 2006 is long since over and that nothing is amiss. that you’re here, not that black-haired douche that somehow manages to be a constant in satoru’s life even after his death.

like always, satoru chuckles, low and smooth. but you can hear the strain, the lingering relief in it. “damn. caught me off guard, huh?”

his hand drops from his chest and closes the cabinet with his elbow before he turns to face you, cerulean eyes twinkling as he grins down at you. that’s forced too, and you sigh. something’s wrong, and it doesn’t take you but half a second to deduce that.

“don’t do that,” you say, and your voice is so tender, almost motherly despite how you’re kind of reprimanding him. the smallest portion of satoru’s heart thaws, and he lets the grin fall from his face. it’s now a small somber smile, the slightest curve of his pink lips. who is he to deny you what you want?

that doesn’t mean he won’t play dumb. “do what?” he asks and leans forward, burying his face in your curls. the scent of shea butter and vanilla fills his nostrils, and it’s yet another reminder that he’s here with you, that he’s safe with you.

“i’m not slow, satoru.” you cross your arms over your chest and narrow your eyes at him. you won’t drop the topic, and while your stubbornness is something satoru absolutely adores about you, he nearly wishes you were a little weaker-willed right about now.

“i know,” he whispers before his voice goes back to its typical playful perkiness. “wouldn’t be dating you if you were, baby.”

satoru’s lanky yet muscular arms wrap around your waist, hands resting on the curve of your ass, and he smirks. “you should let me use your shampoo for once, y’know. your hair smells good.”

“it’s not gonna work on your hair, dude.” his embrace is your weakness, and your body melts in his arms, along with your resolve to figure out what’s bothering him. “plus, the shampoo you use works just fine, and smells just as good,” you add, your glare becoming more playful.

“nah, it’s not the same,” satoru counters with a squeeze, and you promptly swat his hand away. which leads to him squeezing again, and somehow you two become a tangle of limbs on the floor as he tickles your sides, pale, slender fingers leaving featherlight touches on your skin, and breathless laughs and pleas falling from your gorgeous lips.

that may have distracted you, but it certainly hasn’t distracted him.

satoru hates dwelling on things for too long. it’s a waste of energy, and if it’s something he can’t fix, well, why even try? long after you’ve fallen asleep on his chest, snoring gently as the silk from your bonnet tickles his skin, he’s still thinking about why he reacted like that.

and then it dawns on him. the realization isn’t like a piano falling from the sky, but more like a feather that explodes on impact.

you’re a threat.

not in the conventional way. of course, even in a fight without cursed energy, you’d be on the ground in a blink. however…

if you suddenly plunged a blade into his neck, satoru would hesitate. it could be for a millisecond or two whole seconds, but he’d hesitate. hesitation is a dangerous thing. a second of indecision could cost someone’s life, could cost them everything they ever had and will have. he knows this — he’s experienced this first-hand. it’ll always lead to problems.

despite that, he’d still hesitate. he might just let you kill him, honestly, if it means he doesn’t have to lay a hand on you.

you’re precious to him. so very, very precious. more valuable than the six-eyes, more valuable than his infinity, more valuable than his reversed curse technique. it’s what makes him the strongest, what makes him him. but does being the strongest even matter if you’re not around for him to protect?

“ah.” a soft exhale, and in the darkness of the bedroom, satoru’s lips curve into a grin.

that’s why.

you could betray him, and he’d still love you. you could rip his heart from his chest, run it over with a semi-truck, bash it with a sledgehammer, and chop it up into twenty pieces, and he’d love you with everything else he has.

satoru will never, ever stop loving you, even if the consequence for doing so is death.

[brooooswriting]

Hey love. 24 and 48 with Wanda. Angst with a happy ending would be cool. Thank you honey!

24. “I’m overreacting?”

48. “Calm down! You’re scaring me”

This was stupid, really and it was not your fault! There was no way you were changing your mind about that. Fury send you and Kate on a mission and it was way more dangerous than you thought. You were ordered to turn around and obviously you thought the same thing but then you noticed mutant hostages. Kate and you decided that you couldn’t leave the hostages after HYDRA had seen you, the possibility of them killing the hostages was too high. So you went in there and got the hostages out. Well, to be fair that makes it sound way easier than it was. The moment you stepped in there you made the decision that you would do everything to save Kate and the hostages, so you forced her to bring them to the jet while you fought. And you nearly got killed, it was pure luck that one of the hostages was a healer, he healed you to the point where Kate didn’t have to worry about you dying and Wanda killing her.

Now, you were the only one who had to worry about Wanda killing you. When you arrived at the compound, Clint, Wanda and Fury were already waiting for you. After fury told you to meet him tomorrow at 9 Clint stole away Kate, leaving you and Wanda alone. You were prepared for her to scream at you but instead she glared at you before walking away, you following behind her like a lost puppy.

“What were you thinking?! You didn’t just ignore Fury but you brought yourself into danger! You nearly died y/n” she screamed at you the moment the door to your room closed.

“We had to save them, was I supposed to let them die?” You asked, trying to stay calm. Screaming at each other wasn’t gonna do anything.

“And why did you have to play the hero huh? What made you think you should sacrifice yourself?” You had to fight back an eye roll as she didn’t even try to understand you.

“Because I am older than Kate, I am stronger than Kate and I am doing this way longer than Kate. She’s been doing this for half a year, did you really think I was going to bring her into danger? You’re overreacting Wanda” You asked, you still tried to stay calm but it was getting harder than you’d like to admit.

“I’m overreacting?! You’re careless with your life y/n! What you did was crazy!! Unbelievable, you’re just unbelievable. You nearly killed yourself and you’re telling me I’m overreacting?! That is stupid, you’re stupid!” Her eyes started to turn red, her silhouette was lined with red and her head turned to the side. You knew this look and you weren’t happy about it, not at all.

“Wanda, calm down. You’re scaring me” you told her calmly, but your voice betrayed you as it shook. You carefully backed into the wall behind you, trying to stay close to the door. It was not that you didn’t trust Wanda, it was more that you were scared of her losing control over them because her emotions overpowered her. You felt the magic coming closer to you, touching your body in a forceful way.

“I-what?” She asked suddenly, her eyes studying your face as you cowered next to the door before they wandered over to the mirror on her right. She herself suddenly got scared when she saw her glowing red eyes and her magic surrounding her. “Y/n” she whispered as she calmed down, the redness disappearing. But that didn’t help, you only shook your head and slipped out of the room.

You immediately ran into Natasha who barely caught you. “Where are you off to?” She asked with a small laugh until she saw your face. “What’s wrong hun?” Her face was full of concern as she engulfed you, you finally broke down and cried in her arms. She looked around before picking you up and carrying you to her room. “It’s gonna be alright” she mumbled as she sat down next to you.

She kept quiet until you finally stopped crying. “Wanda- she” you had tears streaming down your face again.

“Pleas tell me she didn’t hurt you” you only shook your head, signaling that you were fine. “Thank god, I would have fought her but I really don’t want to fight a witch” she joked and bumped her shoulder into yours making you giggle.

“She was so mad at me, she screamed and didn’t even think about the fact that I was also scared that I nearly died. She got so mad that she nearly lost control of her magic” you explained, wiping your eyes while doing so.

“I’m sorry, I bet this must have been hard on the both of you” when you didn’t answer her she took that as a sign that you didn’t wanna talk, so she turned on the tv to give you something to focus on.

Not even an episode later there was a forceful knock on the door. Natasha quickly stood up and opened the door, finding a frantic Wanda. “Have you seen y/n? We had a-a fight and she left. I wanted to apologize, tell her how stupid I am but when I went to her room she wasn’t there and then I went into the kitchen, the living room, the gym and her workplace but she is nowhere to be found. What if she left Natasha? What if my powers finally drove her away?” She nearly cried as she made hectic hand gestures.

Natasha threw a quick Look behind herself to look at you, you gave her a nod and already stood up. “Wands, calm down. She wouldn’t leave you and you know that. So deeep breaths” the redhead told the witch as she opened the door further so you could also see the witch.

A happy sob left her mouth and she threw herself into your arms, tears staining your shirt immediately. Your hand went to her head, carefully stroking through her hair to calm her down. “Shhh, I’m here love. I didn’t leave, I just spend some time with Nat. I’m sorry I scared you” you mumbled to reassure her.

“I’m so so sorry, I was overreacting, I know that now. I was just so scared when we heard Kate yell and then you nearly died and I freaked out. Please, I will get my powers under control, I promise. I already called Strange, he will help me. I’ll do whatever, please. I am so sorry” she rambled as she pulled back slightly.

“It’s okay, we will talk about all this more tomorrow when we slept and are well fed alright?” You kissed her forehead before pulling her into her room. “Thank you Tasha” you called out to the woman as you exited.

Both of you quickly got changed and went to bed, laying in each other’s arms. You got a lot to talk about and to work on but there was a time for a conversation like this and that clearly was not the case after an almost death.

So you pressed a soft kiss to Wanda’s forehead before closing your eyes.

[justauthoring]

a/n: spoilers for jjk season two!! please be aware before reading :))

also! tw. death

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“what about you?”

“huh?”

you let out a snort, reaching forward to lightly flicker yuuji in the head. he jerks back as soon as you do, hands falling protectively in front of his face as he pouts back at you.

you just grin.

“what are your plans for the future?”

yuuji, who clearly hadn’t been listening seconds earlier to you and nobara’s conversation (megumi was there too, but he was selectively choosing to ignore you three), blinks. his eyes drift from megumi, to nobara, and then back to you as the question processes in his mind.

“well,” he starts slowly, “i imagine ill be executed.”

it’s obvious none of you expect him to say that. even megumi’s glanced up from his phone to turn to yuuji, shocked eyes staring back at him as you frown.

“idiot,” nobara calls out, voice stammering slightly, “don’t go saying things like that!”

“it’s true though, isn’t it?” yuuji asks, head tilting in confusion. “gojo-sensei was only able to delay it because i can control sukuna and they figure i can get all the fingers before the execution.”

“itadori,” megumi calls, voice sharp. “that’s not gonna happen.”

yuuji just shrugs, “i—”

“i won’t let it,” you cut in, speaking up for the first time since yuuji had answered your question. yuuji turns to you in confusion, slightly shocked by the pure determination in your tone of voice as you stare back at him, eyes set. “because you wanna know what my future is?”

“what?”

“being with you.”

there’s a moment of shell-shocked silence, the confession not what anyone was expecting before nobara gags next to you, yelling at you to quit being so ‘in love’ and megumi is even shaking his head. but you ignore the both of them, eyes set on yuuji as he stares back at you, eyes wide and cheeks warming.

then, you smile — it’s light and bright and it makes your eyes twinkle, crinkling at the edges as you tilt your head; “i promise, okay?”

and yuuji thinks that he’d love nothing more to spend what little future he might have with you.

—

“no. no, no, no!”

you can hear him but can’t make out what he’s saying. oddly, nothing really hurts — it just feels numb. there’s the ghost of the feeling of your legs beneath you but you know there’s nothing there.

nothing below the waist.

you can’t move. there’s the itch to move your hands but you can’t, and honestly you don’t know if that’s because you’re dying or because you’d lost your arms too. you remember standing there, trying to make your way towards yuuji and then there was a bright flash and…

nothing.

what had happened? you still weren’t sure.

“y/n!”

blinking, you realize you’re staring up. the night sky is above you, the stars twinkling despite all that’s happened that night.

it was halloween wasn’t it?

yeah… it was.

and you were sent on a mission, with your classmates and teachers and a few other jujutsu sorcerers.

and… gojo-sensei was sealed.

where was megumi? nobara? were they… okay?

and yuuji? was… he okay?

“please, y/n!”

there’s hands on you suddenly — had they been there the entire time? and someone was crying. someone’s next to you and they’re crying and oh god—they sound upset.

what’s… are they okay?

you manage to make your head tilt, pulling your gaze away from the twinkling lights and you blink, once, twice and oh… it’s yuuji.

he’s the one crying.

is he hurt? is he—

“please, y/n, don’t die on me. ill… ill find ieri-sensei and—”

he stops, peering through blurred vision and tears at the sight of you looking back at him.

oh, you think, that’s right. you’re dying.

yuuji reaches out for you, his hand shaking violently, and you distantly notice the blood caked at the end of his fingers, nails pulled back.

what happened?

“this is all my fault,” he cries, “please!”

what was his fault?

you want to say something, anything—but the words won’t leave your lips. why? why can’t you say anything?

the corner of your vision darkens and once again, you realize—you’re dying.

“yu-yuuji…”

he suddenly stills, turning quiet as he leans down, pulling you close. you realize then he’s holding you—had be the entire time?—and even in his distress, he’s brushing back your hair, trying to soothe you.

“i’m sorry,” you force out, voice choked and words sloppy. “i… don’t think—think ill be able to keep my pro-promise…”

he shakes his head and his grip tightens on you, but you barely feel it.

his lips are parting and you realize he’s saying something but you really can’t hear him this time. everything’s gone quiet, scarily so, and your body feels lighter and lighter by the second.

you think—this is it…

you keep your eyes trained on yuuji, and you don’t even realize it but you’re smiling because at least—at least, you’re with yuuji until the end.

you just wish you weren’t leaving him.

[buthowboutno]

Oh what I would pay to by a fly on the wall when Mikey gets that call.

you've caught me in a writing mood

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"Hey, Mikey? Could you shed some light on what the fuck is happening?"

"You're really gonna have to be more specific," Mikey said. He ducked away into a street corner to take your call, hopefully avoiding the attention of the goon he was tailing tonight.

"Donnie just up and left me in the middle of downtown with his bike," you said, huffing out an exasperated breath, "He said something about an attack, but I haven't gotten any alerts yet."

"An attack?" Mikey said questioningly. He put them on speaker so he could talk while going through the family group chat, "I'm not seeing-- oh."

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BootyShaker9000: This is an automated message. The /season/ has began. Consider the southwest corner of the Lair to be off limits under threat of dismemberment. Allow no non-Hamato's into the Lair. Follow Protocol 68.

BootyShaker9000: AND DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES INFORM SWEETS OR LOSE WIFI PRIVILEGES FOR YOUR ENTIRE LIFE

BabyBlue: ha, loser

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Mikey sighed and put a palm to his forehead. If Donnie's season had already started, his was due in just a few weeks.

Mikey hated springtime.

"Yep, Dontron was right. There's an attack."

"Where? Is he going to be okay?" you interrogated, "He started acting all suspicious and ran away from me like his shell was on fire."

"Well--"

"He left me with the motorcycle, Mikey. Donnie barely lets me hold the drill when we're changing the tank's tires."

Huh. Interesting.

"He's not in New York right now," Mikey lied smoothly, "Leo had to portal him out to April, he's needed for some mission-critical tech failure that no one else can fix."

"...Numbers on him coming back alright?" you said after a short pause.

"Almost a hundred percent," Mikey said with a soft smile. He caught sight of his goon leaving the convenience store Mikey had trailed him to, "Get home safe, I gotta go help with the mission, too."

"You, too," you said before Mikey ended the call.

If Mikey had a spare braincell in that moment, he would have contemplated how crestfallen you sounded. You were distraught, clearly, but how you described how Donnie acted...

What happened in their season stayed in their season, Hamato house rules. There was so much inevitable awkwardness that would occur otherwise.

Mikey just never saw Donnie lose control like that before.

[lxstfathier]

Cachorrita

Pt.3

Another random thot for the cachorrita series <3

Warnings: breeding kink, dub-con, degradation.

It’s been almost a month since you stopped taking your birth control.

You didn’t think much of it, you just ran out of pills, and since they were away on a mission you didn’t thought it would be necessary, they could just get you some more when they were on base again.

But, when los vaqueros come back earlier than expected, they can practically smell that you’re ovulating. It drives them feral, and it’s not long until you’re moaning and squirming under Alejandro, taking his fat cock you in your wet little cunt until he releases, emptying his balls inside you, as deep as he can.

Rudy takes his turn after him, giving you a rough fuck that leaves your legs shaking, clenching hard around him as he fills your fertile womb once again.

After they’re done with that first round, a mixture of their cum slowly drips out of your used hole, both of them proudly watching the mess they made.

“Let’s keep it all inside, si?” Rudy says, using two fingers to push it back where it belongs. “That’s it, cachorrita, we can’t waste any.”

And you’re too cockdrunk to form words, just whimpering at the overstimulation, obeying like the good girl you are.

They keep doing that for the rest of your ovulation week, but by the third day you’re already sore and tired, almost begging them to please give you a break. But do they care? obviously not, you’re gonna be used as their little breeding toy until they’re sure that you are knocked up.

“S’ too much” you cry, trying to close your legs and push Alejandro away.

“Isn’t this what you wanted? huh?” he asks between thrusts, his voice dark with lust, pounding that sweet spot inside you that has you seeing stars. “That’s why you stopped taking your pills, just for us to breed you like a fucking whore.”

It doesn’t matter if you can’t cum anymore, or if you poor pussy is swollen and sensitive, you can keep fighting all you want cause there’s no way you can stop them, that will only result on them tying your wrists to the bed and forcing your legs open with their strong hands, taking turns to spill their hot seed inside your abused cunt.

If they’re in the mood, Alejandro might even invite the other vaqueros on base to join the fun. And you let them all satisfy their most primal urges, enjoying the delicious pain, feeling so full of cum that you think you’re going to explode.

There’s no doubt that you’re not pregnant after that eventful week, and they can’t wait to see your tits fill with milk and your tummy grow bigger with their pups <3